"It's been a while.... isn't it? Asher... Eli?"
"....."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"...."
"You still not accepting yourself, ah?... Well, whatever."
Those Abyssal and guttural voices echoed in the silent ice mountain.
Asher Eli blankly stared at the reddish-black humanoid figure that scrutinized the white sphere, a mysterious sphere hanging in the ethereal space.
The silence persisted for an unknown minute until, that figure said,
"You know when my mother named me Asher... She said it held meaning called blessing... as if I was a blessing to her..."
"..." Eli blankly stared at that thing, the weight of his past etched into the lines of his expression.
The reddish-black figure continued, "Not knowing I was just a curse that place--"
"STOP IT!!!"
